33 and counting
It's been 33 years since I was born and what do I have to show for it? Apart from what I have in my About page, there's nothing much to say.
I've been around the block more than a few times - wherever or whatever that block is - and I wouldn't hesitate to say I wouldn't want to go round some parts of that block again. But of course, with every stumble, I get to appreciate my non-missteps more than I would've without those obstacles. So cheers to those stumbling blocks.
I've only known half of the people I should have, and like less than half of those I did get to know. Without those people I dislike, I wouldn't have appreciated those I do like. So cheers to those people I dislike.
I've driven round the city more than I would care to remember, and in the process, have been annoyed and aggravated by stupid drivers, and sometimes being guilty of driving like one also, which made me realize that if you ask for patience, you are presented with a chance, an opportunity to be patient. So cheers to all the stupid drivers.
I've listened to people who showed me that things, places, people, and situations both have good stuff and not-so-good stuff, and that I should learn to compromise with myself and take everything with a grain of salt, whatever that means. So cheers to the cliches of life.
I've been blessed and cursed for being me, which made me realize that I have to live with myself, no matter what choices I make and that it is up to me to lessen, if not avoid, causing suffering to others who are directly or indirectly affected by my decisions. So cheers to a life, my life, that is still in need of guidance and wisdom.
And a big thanks to whoever made a decision to create me, God, Allah, Buddha, the Tooth Fairy, for giving me a chance to enjoy and suffer the life that is mine.